Immortal of the Nine Realms

According to Liu Buyun, there was a Heavenly Treasure Pavilion within the territory of the Qinghua Gate. However, the highest-grade treasures they sold were only in the upper yellow-rank

Upon learning that Fang Chen wanted to purchase high-grade, yellow-rank treasures, Liu Buyun couldn't help but take a sharp breath. In the end, he pointed out a place.

They would have to head over to the territory of the Nine Sword Sect!

The Nine Sword Sect was a major sect with a Nascent Soul Realm expert overseeing it, so the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in that area sold high-grade, yellow-rank treasures, although they were not commonly seen. Whether one could purchase them depended entirely on luck.

Everyone sat on Liu Buyun's flying ship and headed toward the territory of the Nine Sword Sect.

Liu Buyun occasionally glanced at Fang Chen from the corner of his eye, unable to understand how a cultivator who had just reached the Foundation Building Realm stage could afford high-grade, yellow-rank treasures.

Also… from what he was hearing, Fang Chen wanted to use such a treasure as a gift!

Ye Qinghe saw Fang Chen standing on the deck and quietly walked up to him. He asked in a low voice, "Fang... Senior Brother Fang, how far is it from here to Grand Xia?"

"Haven't you asked the Qinghua Gate about that?" Fang Chen replied with a faint smile.

Ye Qinghe's expression was complex. "The cultivation world is too chaotic. Sometimes, a careless word can provoke enemies. If they find out where I come from, it may cause trouble for Grand Xia, so I never asked."

Fang Chen nodded. "Since you understand this, it means that you haven't lived in vain for these past dozen years."

Ye Qinghe couldn't help but feel old at that comment.

He looked at Fang Chen, who looked somewhat similar to how Ye Qinghe remembered him, and then looked at himself. He sighed inwardly.

He never expected that after more than a decade of wandering, he would meet an old acquaintance. Even though they had their differences and hadn't been on good terms back then, Ye Qinghe still felt genuine joy when he met Fang Chen again.

"Grand Xia is extremely far from here. With your strength, it's unlikely that you can return alone. How about this, focus on cultivating well at the Qinghua Gate for now. If you can't reach the Foundation Building Realm within the next twenty or thirty years, you can go to the Purple Pole Dao Academy and find a cultivator named Fang Jue. Tell him about our relationship, and he will help you return to the Grand Qian Empire. Once you're there, it will be much simpler for you to return to Grand Xia," Fang Chen said softly.

Ye Qinghe was shocked. Purple Pole Dao Academy!

Fang Chen actually knew disciples from the Purple Pole Dao Academy!

Noticing the differences in their situations, Ye Qinghe couldn't help but let out a sigh. They were supposedly peers, yet Fang Chen seemed to be thriving in the cultivation world.

"By the way, I just returned to Grand Xia recently, and your father is in good health. Waiting for you for another few decades shouldn't be a problem. When you return, it's best to bring some longevity elixirs. Even if you become an immortal, don't forget everything in the mortal realm," Fang Chen said lightly.

"Don't forget everything in the mortal realm..." Ye Qinghe muttered to himself.

He suddenly realized that his memories of Grand Xia were becoming somewhat blurry, and his longing to return wasn't as strong as before. Wasn't this a sign of forgetting everything from his mortal life?

With these thoughts, Ye Qinghe broke out in a cold sweat and thanked Fang Chen sincerely, "Thank you for the reminder. I won't forget."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded, saying no more.

Several days later, the group arrived at the territory of the Nine Sword Sect.

Liu Buyun put away the flying boat, and together with the others, they soared through the clouds and mist, arriving shortly at a bustling mountain city.

It was called a mountain city because it was built along a continuous mountain range. Looking into the distance, one could vaguely see nine peaks standing like immortal swords in the depths of the mountains.

"Fellow Cultivator Fang, we have arrived at the territory of the Nine Sword Sect," Liu Buyun said with a smile. This time, he intended to purchase some Spirit Essence Pills and exchange some treasures for his disciples.

Fang Chen nodded lightly and headed straight to where the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion was located with Liu Buyun and the others.

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion servant wasn't surprised when he saw the Tiger Mountain Lord and the other demons following Fang Chen. He stepped forward and greeted everyone with a professional smile, "Welcome, esteemed guests. Please come inside."

"I intend to purchase some Spirit Essence Pills and some low-grade, yellow-rank treasures. As for this gentleman…."

Liu Buyun hadn't finished speaking when a chubby man approached, followed by a group of young men and women.

The chubby man saw Liu Buyun and seemed surprised. He immediately said, "Liu Buyun, what brings you to this place?"

Liu Buyun was slightly surprised to meet this person and inwardly cursed at how bad his luck was to actually meet his old rascal here.

"If it isn't Brother Zhang…."

"Liu Buyun, instead of going to the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion in the Qinghua Gate's territory, you came to our Nine Sword Sect's Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. Are you planning to buy some good stuff? I remember you used to be as poor as a pauper. Have you recently come into some money?” The chubby man chuckled.

As soon as he spoke, the disciples behind him laughed.

Liu Buyun's face instantly turned ugly.

The disciples under him also glared angrily at the chubby man. If the master was insulted, it was as though they were insulted too.

Liu Buyun took a deep breath and smiled apologetically at Fang Chen. "I've embarrassed myself in front of, Fellow Cultivator Fang. Just let them know about whatever you need to buy. My disciples and I will wait for you outside."

He understood that staying here would mean enduring continuous humiliation from this chubby man, and it was better to avoid it altogether. He couldn't afford to provoke someone from the Nine Sword Sect who had reached the Foundation Building Realm.

"There’s no need to worry. Wait with me until I'm done with the transaction." Fang Chen shook his head lightly and then turned to the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion servant. "Get me twenty Spirit Essence Pills, and five low-grade, yellow-rank treasures, they kind with 12 Soul Imprints."

The servant was slightly surprised but quickly reacted and turned to do as told.

Liu Buyun was puzzled. "Fellow Cultivator Fang, what are you doing?"

Fang Chen chuckled. "I'm buying a gift for these disciples of yours. At least they should call me their Martial Uncle now, shouldn’t they?"

Liu Buyun and his disciples were shocked. Not to mention the price of the five treasures, even twenty Spirit Essence Pills amounted to a considerable sum.

The chubby man furrowed his brows slightly and looked Fang Chen up and down. He forced a smile and said, "Young Master—"

"Get lost," Fang Chen interrupted. "I don't have time to chat with you."

The chubby man was astounded, and his expression shifted erratically. In the end, he showed a dark smile and muttered, "Interesting…."

Without saying anything else, he turned and left with his disciples.

Liu Buyun's expression changed several times. In the end, he could only manage a bitter smile. "Fellow Cultivator Fang, you didn't have to do this. Zhang Shuzhou is a steward of the Nine Sword Sect, and he is very petty. I once saw him bully a female cultivator. I merely spoke a word of justice, and he held a grudge against me for decades...."

As he spoke, Liu Buyun glanced at where Zhang Shuzhou was. Sure enough, Zhang Shuzhou was secretly observing the two with his small, sinister eyes.

“No worries, don’t take it to heart,” said Fang Chen with a faint smile.

Watching this unfold, Ye Qinghe was excited. This scene reminded him of various incidents from when they were all young in the capital of Grand Xia, involving Fang Chen. Back then, he couldn’t stand it, but today he felt... quite pleased!

Ye Qinghe sighed inwardly. “In the past, in Grand Xia's capital, and now in the cultivation world…. Fang Chen has truly never changed."

The servant from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion quickly brought the items. Twenty Spirit Essence Pills were worth one thousand six hundred low-grade spirit stones, each pill priced at eighty spirit stones. It was much cheaper compared to the prices in Grand Qian. The five treasures totaled less than a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Everyone watched as Fang Chen settled the bill and then handed them the spirit pills and the treasures. They hesitated to accept, instinctively looking toward Liu Buyun.

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